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About Bari

So, picture this: me, green and soggy, scopin’ the docks for a good time. Ain’t easy bein’ a frog lookin’ for love—or, uh, somethin’ like it. I heard this crazy story once, true stuff, swear it! Back in the ‘90s, some port towns had secret signals—red lanterns in windows meant “prostitute’s here.” Wild, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout hangin’ a lil’ red lily pad out!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh. They need me to come in ASAP. I’m like, “Seriously? It’s my day off!” But duty calls, so I head over to the office on Via Manzoni. The traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind this ancient Fiat that’s going 10 km/h. I’m yelling at my steering wheel like it can hear me. “C’mon, old man! Move it!”

Petrol too expensive, Brianza bets on electric mobility